Who Said We Were Owed Happiness?

Dear Me," Said Will, And He Took Another Bite Of His Apple. "is It Because I'm Better-looking Than You?

And Lo And Behold, My Diabolical Plan Is Working.

She Is Fine. She Hates Us Both But It Really Didn't Sound Like Anything Else Was Wrong

I Stabbed You. With A Massive Sword. You Caught On Fire." His Lips Twitched, Almost Imperceptibly. "okay, So Maybe Our Problems Aren't Like Other Couples.

History Gets Written By The Winners.